Monday, October 29, 2012

Status: Hurricaned

Shitstorm imminent!
I was unaware any of this was happening until approximately two days ago. Thus, I'm completely unprepared. I have one candle. My boyfriend managed to ruin my other one. How? Don't ask me. I didn't even know it was possible to ruin candles. So I'm really hoping the power doesn't go out.
We do have the next two days of school off, though, so I really can't complain. There's a bunch of homework I need to work on, maybe some scholarships to apply to. Otherwise, I'll just lay around a read.

In other, half-hearted, updates (I'll go into this more later) I'm moving and I may be studying abroad this summer. I don't want to say too much right now. Mainly because I don't know that much myself, but I wanted it out in the universe. Things tend to make or break when the universe gets involved, might as well get it out there early.

I'll be back to update more in a few days.
If you're in the way of the hurricane stay safe.

*Photo from The Telegraph

Monday, October 15, 2012

Status: A Terrible Occurrence of Wind

It's done! Finally.
It took nearly 30 hours in the span of 5 days, but it's finally finished.
And then the wind tore it apart in three days.

I now have an intensely love/hate relationship with installation art.
It's so exciting and exhausting to make a huge piece of art. So it's really sad to see it come down.
I'd still like to try it in a more public space, but I'll need to experiment with better materials.
Probably something sturdier than tin foil and string...
Lessons learned.

Other than that it's registration for spring semester and study abroad plans being hatched.
All of which I'm really excited about.

I've also been pretty garbage at bringing my camera with me as often as I should.
So I've been attempting to fix that, but I suck at that stuff. Woo!

Have a good week.

*Pictures and art by me.

Monday, October 1, 2012

Status: Motionless

My car is in the shop. It needs it, bad.
The poor thing was probably about to explode.
I am admittedly the worst person in the world at taking care of a car.
I have no earthly idea when the oil was last changed, despite the fact that I did it my damn self.
Did I, maybe, write down that pertinent information for the future? Nope, certainly I will remember!
And that's the least of it's problems.
But hopefully the problems are nothing too detrimental, to the cars' functioning and my wallet.


In happier news, I'm starting my first installation piece. (That's the, rudimentary, sketch above.)
I'm really pumped about it.
This is only a school project, but if it's received well and doesn't kill me in the process I'd like to try and put one up in Baltimore. Baltimore is probably the perfect place for a larger version.
That's way far away though.
Until then, I'll try and remember to take pictures of the process.

*Photo of a sketch, both by me. 

Friday, September 28, 2012

A week in pictures.

Projects and projects and my first installation piece. Exciting. I'll post some pictures once I start working on it, but for now just some pictures from this week.

A wall and some velcro.

This was one of the locations I scouted for my installation, but it ended up looking super creepy instead.

Some hooligans stuck some cones on the top of lamp posts. Hooligans are the best.

Sky arrow.

A rainbow on the spotlight.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

This week.


Being in the world is exhausting.
And there are so many things left to do.

And it's cold...

I'm just looking for things to whine about.
As Louis CK says, I have white people problems.

* Suuuuper dramatic. A drawing that is not intended to be as dramatic as it looks.

Monday, September 17, 2012

Status: Sleepy

This weekend was pretty busy.
Which I would say is abnormal for me.
Though I never feel as if the weekend has been busy until afterwards.

I spent Saturday at the Renaissance festival. I find it difficult to go more than once a year.
But once is plenty of time to explore, enjoy all the people in costumes and cheesy
olde english renditions of modern speech.
Unfortunately, I completely neglect to take pictures of the actual people.

Sunday, I inadvertantly attended a dinner party with a couple of my teachers
from last year and some mutual friends.
I drank too much wine and had entirely too much fun; filling the time
with conversations about Canada and flying.
This weekend conspired against me.

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As a little sidenote, I noticed a theme with my pictures from this weekend.

* All pictures by me. Taken in various locations.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Ok, wow. 

School just showed up out of nowhere. 
I mean I knew it was happening. I'm not that out of it. 
But jeez...just out of nowhere.

I needed a laptop, which put me behind a couple days. 
Especially when most of my assignments are tedious Illustrator affairs. 
I like the pen tool, but not that much...

Last weekend a friend from college came down to visit. 
I spent my time split between work and hanging out with him.
Homework neglected. That came back to bite me in the ass.

Once again I am caught up and breathing.

* A (highly edited) picture of my first visual concepts project.

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Thoughts on Conversations

A little over a week ago I sat in Dupont Circle in DC with a friend and sign.
The sign said "We will talk with anyone about anything." A simple statement to the world
about our intentions on that park bench.

It was an incredible experience. One that I feel everyone should try at least once.
It started off slowly, but after an hour or so we talked non-stop until 8:30 that night.
Some people we talked to for hours and others only a few minutes.
We had conversations with people from Barcelona, students from Georgetown
and visitors from across the park.

And the thing that surprised me the most was that everyone was interesting.
That statement sounds really cynical, but I don't mean it that way.
I'm not the best conversation starter and thusly have short, semi-boring conversations with new people.
I always felt it was because we (me and the other person) were boring.
How can I have nothing to talk about with a brand new person?
But last Wednesday convinced that no one is truly boring, me included.
It just requires a bit of inventiveness and a topic.

I had a lot of fun. So if you're bored one weekend, head out to a city and talk to some strangers.
Bring sunscreen and camera. I managed to forget both that day.

* My friend (in the blue) and I, taken by our new friend Sergio. Look at all our pretty garbage. 

Monday, August 20, 2012

Status: Fugitive


This weekend has been a little overwhelming.

It started off with a passing knowledge that my dad had someone interested in buying his house. Which is a bit unsettling when you are planning on moving in there in a week. With that in the back of my head I headed up to meet my dad at the house to help him move the rest of his stuff out. Halfway into this he informs me that he's going to sell the house to this guy, we'll call him Howard. Now, I'm not faulting my dad for wanting to sell his house. It's his to do with what he wants, but it is frustrating to be told one thing and expect that only to have it get all turned around. Anyway, Howard shows up to take a look around inside and make an offer. My dad is unimpressed and decides he'd rather have me live there. Hooray! But under the condition that I pay 300 dollars for rent. Hold on...I can't do that. I don't make enough money to do that, which is really pathetically sad, I know. I ran some numbers to see if I could make it work, but it's just not happening. Plans to move cancelled. It is probably for the better, at this moment at least. I can maybe save some money and start paying off student loans instead of having all my money go towards rent.

So I'm back to where I started, which isn't terrible by any stretch of the imagination, the journey was just less than satisfying.

Then on top of that news, I found out I am a fugitive from the law. Yep, there's a bench warrant out for me. That's the least fun thing to hear on a Saturday night. According to the state of Maryland I've been driving without insurance, but I know that's not true. So until that gets sorted out I'm on the run!


*I'm pretty much Bonnie Parker (of Bonnie and Clyde fame) now. 
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School starts next week. ._.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012



I am moving.
I don't have a lot of stuff to move so that makes it more bearable.
I am going to be living by myself though, for the first time in my life.

I guess living by myself isn't really that big of a deal, pretty much everyone does it. All the time. Since just about forever. I don't know what my problem is.

It's most likely that I'm afraid of the dark.
What if I hear a noise in the middle of the night? I'm not gonna check it out, nope.
And then the robbers would take all my things while I pretended to be sleeping.

Will I be lonely? Probably.
I imagine I'll start talking to myself a lot more.
Win all sorts of imaginary arguments.

I'm mostly frusterated by how nervous I am, because there really is nothing to be afraid of. It should be exciting. I'm hoping as I get closer to actually moving my feelings will balance out.

In other news, school starts soon so that should occupy my mind better.

* Picture of a painting, both by me.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Blog Time


I've made plenty of attempts at writing blogs before, so I'm not quite sure what's going to make this one work any more than those other ones. It's definitely not the addition of a kitten chewing on my fingers as I type. Clearly convinced they are imminent threats to his life. Nor the addition of an actual work schedule, the last one I started while I was unemployed. Or the fact that I'm going back to school soon. Woo, classes! It's definitely not the fact that I'm not a good writer, but something has me convinced I can stick with it. Maybe it's all of the above that make me really want to try at it. Now that I actually have stuff to write about. Being home alone, while riveting for a few days, ends up being unbearably boring. Maybe I'll end up making this my catch all of out-pourings. Or a way to remember the days as they pass by. We'll see.

*Photo by me, of me. Hi!